A Dying Friend

Do you sometimes feel sorry for the moon? As it swirls around the starry sky With an incandescent glow so dim yet fierce It captivates even the soulless eyes. Why should you feel sorry, you may ask? It has everything - fame, love and a friend The beautiful blue planet called the earth Which it encircles till the inevitable end. The earth and the moon go way back Their stories have travelled through lips and lore Their bond is stronger than stone and steel Their love is louder than the thunder that roars. The moon lights the night sky with a soft glitter And shows us the path to follow in the dark Pulls the waves closer to the shore at night Remains loyal to the earth, no matter how far. You may think the moon has everything But you would not be right if you think so You do not feel the pain that it feels You do not know the things that it knows. It knows that the earth shall die soon Because it's cruel people have ruined it so The moon knows it's friend's time has come So it waits patiently for the day it has to let go. You may think the moon has everything Everything it could need to last it till the end But the truth is, the moon doesn't have anything at all Except the sadness it feels for its dying friend. The insurmountable grief that troubles it's heart That immeasurable weight that it feels on its chest It knows that it's friend has been destroyed by us It also knows we'll come for it next.